On Happiness is a Warm Blanket Day

My friend Terri suggested this about two months ago, and I couldn’t fault her thinking. I’ll let her words speak for themselves:

Sleeping cuddled up with a nice warm blanket and a big cuddly cat is fun, too, but we don’t set aside a day for it.

Perhaps we should. I am hereby starting a new ritual. From this point forward, “Happiness is a Warm Blanket” day (paraphrased from the great Charles Schulz, yes) shall be celebrated on the man’s birthday, November 26. The only requirement is to snuggle with your favorite blanket, and your favorite warm fuzzy Snoopy stand-in crittuer for a little while. Stuffed animals are an option for those allergic to dogs or cats. Spouses, not so much. This is, after all, an honoring of the late, great Charles Schulz. Therefore, it’s warm fuzzy critters only. Snoopy would probably like it better that way, no?

Happiness is a Warm Blanket Day, people!

I have a stuffed Snoopy, complete in World War I flight garb. I have a blanket.

I find it odd — and creepy — that as I’m writing to this, what is playing out of Windows Media Player? “Happiness is a Warm Gun,” from the Across the Universe soundtrack. I didn’t plan that people. Like I say, coincidences and me, we don’t get along.

Happiness is a Warm Blanket! And a warm puppy!

Thank you, Sparky! šŸ™‚

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